C.R.E.A.M. Freestyle
I got it this year
Nigga who wanna bet
Ain't letting up
I still got my foot
On they neck
No tolerance for anything
I want my respect
This ain't checkers
This is chess
Another 0 on the check
On my healthy shit
Eating good
Whole lotta reps
Billions on the way
To get it
Take a whole lotta prep
Every couple steps
Grandma tell me to rest
Dirty money up at Neimens
Drop ten to get fresh
No offense my record clean
My lawyer like this a breeze
Stress free I do my thing
Focused on seven streams
So far I got three
Couple pay me while I sleep
Deposits on repeat
Bring a scammer aint me
Young and debt free
But I remember being homeless
Why go cop a foreign
This kinda drive
I profit through covid
Gotta do it big
Aint have to do Forex
Hopped off Instagram
I refuse to lose focus
Y'all will be here
When I get back
Bout to drop my champagne
Come spring
I get it poppin'
No cap
Every project
Be a mountain of facts
If I said it
Then its true
Do be doubting my raps
Haters big mad
They still critique the lyrics
You need an arial view like this
To peep the vision
Couple cubans on me
I still ain't linkin' with em
How can I
When a nigga this hot
Like heat I've risen
I'm hard to reach
Reaching out
You'll reach my assistant
Cause I did it
All on my own
With no assistance
Still humbled and grounded
Stopping me yeah I doubt it
Competition aint a challenge
850 Management
Holla if you got talent
(Holla at me)
Nigga who wanna bet
Ain't letting up
I still got my foot
On they neck
No tolerance for anything
I want my respect
This ain't checkers
This is chess
Another 0 on the check
On my healthy shit
Eating good
Whole lotta reps
Billions on the way
To get it
Take a whole lotta prep
Every couple steps
Grandma tell me to rest
Dirty money up at Neimens
Drop ten to get fresh
No offense my record clean
My lawyer like this a breeze
Stress free I do my thing
Focused on seven streams
So far I got three
Couple pay me while I sleep
Deposits on repeat
Bring a scammer aint me
Young and debt free
But I remember being homeless
Why go cop a foreign
This kinda drive
I profit through covid
Gotta do it big
Aint have to do Forex
Hopped off Instagram
I refuse to lose focus
Y'all will be here
When I get back
Bout to drop my champagne
Come spring
I get it poppin'
No cap
Every project
Be a mountain of facts
If I said it
Then its true
Do be doubting my raps
Haters big mad
They still critique the lyrics
You need an arial view like this
To peep the vision
Couple cubans on me
I still ain't linkin' with em
How can I
When a nigga this hot
Like heat I've risen
I'm hard to reach
Reaching out
You'll reach my assistant
Cause I did it
All on my own
With no assistance
Still humbled and grounded
Stopping me yeah I doubt it
Competition aint a challenge
850 Management
Holla if you got talent
(Holla at me)
Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Crayton
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